Spring 1998 • Vol. XX No. 2 PoetryApril 1, 1998 |

The White Children of Macon

. . . for the sole, perpetual, and unending use. . . of the white women, white girls, white boys, and white children of Macon, to be by them forever enjoyed as a park and pleasure ground.   Bequest of Baconsfield Park to city of Macon, Georgia,       by Senator Angustus Octavius Bacon, 1914 1 In Baconsfield Park, the bear and the peacock stared from their tiny cages by the cultivated bamboo jungle, where we'd play Vietnam, hurling pecan bombs on the lily-pond. Tadpoles, all bloated eyes, slipped down through the algae slime. 2 Every morning, the choreographed children of Alexander III assembled for Macon, as cars slowed along the park to watch us skip in concentric circles around the flagpole, hands tight behind our backs, singing God shed His grace on thee—   —Seventh-grade recess monitors beside me the whole way, You're not skipping, you're hopping, keep your hands straight, don't speak unless you're spoken to . . . We were always c

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